James looked around at the resin encased hallway. "Okay Marines, we need to move it out, the man is dead and he seemed to have died from the same weapon as the other person. Ron, you are our heavy duty weapon of mass destruction. Take the point, if it moves and is black, drop it don't hesitate keep moving forward. Jacob, you follow Ron, anything he misses you take it out. Con, you have the motion tracker and will follow in line behind me. Sarge, if you don't mind take up our tail gunner position. Okay men, we are going in for a sweep and snag (get in get the target and get out). When or if the tunnel allows it I want us to form up in two pairs. When we make the main room we go into our V-Formation. I will take point with Jacob on my left followed by Sarge. Ron you and con will take the right. This will allow 2nd Squad to move into the interior of our V and help lay down cover fire while we suppress the aliens or cultists alike. Any questions?"

Dar scanned above and below, visually securing the area they'd stopped in. Nothing was moving... but neither was it easy to pick anything out in this hallway. The air was so damn heavy, Dar had to constantly wipe his helmet to see properly.

He then walked down the line, and placed a gloved hand on Vaughan's shoulder; "Just relax, do your job. You don't have to impress me, man. Danny here's got yer back. When we get back from this, the beer's on me."

"Thanks Corporal, I won't let you down... the team down. Just never seen anything like this, is all. But I'll still take that beer..."

Dar grinned through his visor at Morrison... not a bad guy.

As the platoon responded to orders, and moved forward, Dar readied the flame unit and started hearing the soft "tic... tic... tic..." of the motion tracker as it scanned around the platoon. He always found that sound comforting for some reason.

The steady blip of the motion tracker brought a small sense of comfort to Nick. A steady blip meant nothing was moving out there, and that was something that Nick could live with.

However it also brought Nick to the realisation that first squad had both motion trackers, not a good situation for second squad who would have to rely on their own vision which was limited by the suits that they were all encased in.

"L Cpl Eagle, I'm gonna drop back and off load this motion tracker to L Cpl Morrison. Hold your position till I get back."

Moving as quickly as he could, Nick turned back and strode quickly to the point man of second squad, L Cpl Morrison.

"L Cpl Morrison, I thought I'd better hand this motion tracker off to you so that we've got both ends of our platoon covered."

Nick offered the motion tracker to his fellow marine, who took it from his grasp, and then noticed Pvt Shepherd examining the corpse embedded into the wall.

"Shepherd! Finish up your examination and get back into formation marine."

Turning on his heel Nick jogged back to first squad and resumed his position as tail gate charlie.

"pants" wrote:Nick offered the motion tracker to his fellow marine, who took it from his grasp...

"I've been wondering where that went. Appreciate it, boss." Morrison said as he took the complex little contraption from Sgt. Steel.

Looking at it, it struck him that the only time he had used one was when he was in the infantry warfare school. Three years ago.
Sure, it wasn't that complicated, but he did not want to be a liability. So Morrison passed it to the "boot" behind him, with the words: "Second squad! I'm shipping the 'tracker down to Bojan! So pass it along!"

Ron just nodded and ignored anythign but orders, he hoped he would walk into a land of nice cuddly aliens and hoped he wouldnt see anything more bad, he carried out his orders badly and was slightly to afraid to do his job perfect.